Hare patted the Bear on
the shoulder before addressing Spain which was now just eerily
floating off the coast of Florida so silently.

"Spain we are sorry
for mentioning you in such a harmful and inappropriate manner" hare
began.

"Truly we are but
humble giant animals who seek a better understanding with mankind and
the world that all of us, great and small all share. To find our
place in the World and a sense of self and purpose in this vast and
changing universe. So please; can you find it within your generous
Iberian heart to forgive the ignorance of two well-meaning animals?"

Spain did not speak.
This may not seem too surprising since countries are not known to
speak, at least the geographic countries themselves rather than the
humans who live on Spain.

However; every country
could talk and the Hare and Bear waited anxiously for a response.

If America was
listening it was not lending its opinion on this matter.

Spain suddenly began to
rise into the air and glowed blue.

"I accept your
sincere and heart-felt apology. I wish you luck on your important
quest and what destiny has in store for you" Spain said.

"Pray tell; what are
your names young ones?"

"Gerr" Said the
Hare.

"John" Said the
Bear.

"SchluckSchluck"
said the Duck.

Duck?!

"A duck!" shouted
Bear.

"Yes I am a Duck"
said the duck. The duck was also a giant like Bear and Hare.

He too was standing on
the Edge of Florida.

"I come in peace"

"The Hare nodded.
"Splendid. You may join us on our quest SchluckSchluck"

"Excellent" beamed
the duck. "What's the quest?"

Hare shrugged. "Dunno"

Spain spoke again. "I
wish you luck companions of the three. I wish you luck on your quest"

Meanwhile worldwide
news was reporting that Spain had just left Europe and then
reattached itself to Europe a few minutes later. Luckily only minor
damage was inflicted on buildings by Spain's little tour to Florida
and no injuries were reported.

Hare agreed to an
extent but in contrast did not agree and secretly loathed the idea so
so so much that he changed his mind and incidentally became ecstatic
about the idea.

"Yes!" Hare
cheered. "To Sweden!"

Duck shrugged. "I was
hoping for Hungary but whatever."

Bear frowned and leaned
over to Hare.

"I don't like him.
He reminds me of a man who walked up to me once and said hello but
the he called me fat and I cried for nine days and seven nights. The
countryside below me flooded and one fifteenth of Austria was flooded
all because of that man…"

Hare raised an eyebrow.
"Is that story even true Bear?" he asked him in an angry
sympathetic hushed yet perfectly loud manner.

"No" Bear admitted.
"Though I do cry a lot"

"I noticed" Hare
replied. "Now come on, let's go to Sweden!"

It took them over
thirty seconds to walk across the Atlantic and over to Sweden.

It would have taken
them shorter but Bear nearly almost stepped on Edinburgh in Scotland
and had to say sorry.

Eventually they reached
Sweden.

In Sweden everyone was
looking up at the giant animals recording them on camera phones and
looking up amazed.

"We're famous!"
shouted Bear.

Suddenly Windows
smashed and car alarms sounded across Stockholm and all of Sweden was
cursing at the animals.

"Oh dear…"
muttered Hare.

"Hare?…" Bear
asked nervously.

Hare sighed. "Yes
Bear?"

"Should we go now?"

"Yes" Hare replied.

Suddenly Swedish
fighter planes were attacking the animals.

"Ouch! Swedish people
stop!" protested Bear. "That hurts…"

Hare rolled his eyes.
"Come on let's head somewhere else and next time no angering the
population."

So they wandered around
wondering what country to go to.

As they wandered Hare
rested on Bears head in his hair. So as the wanderers wandered Hare
the wanderer wondered if Spain's mention of a quest would ring
true…and if they had a destiny…

Eventually they decided
to rest in the snowy wastes the middle of Russia as they often did to
avoid lying on people.

"Goodnight" shouted
Bear to Hare but he did not dare stare for he was aware that Hare
said to beware that to stare was unfair but Bear did not care so he
did stare but Hare did not care either and so Hare slept in the hair
of Bears hair.

The Duck decided to
sleep in Canada.

The group did not know
that destiny was unfolding before their very noses. They would have
to be nosey to decipher the truth. They would soon nose the truth of
what was to come. But who nose? Perhaps they will nose before any of
us? Who nose…do you nose?

Tune in next time to
discover if the companions have what it takes to pick the nose of
truth, to dance with the devil of diamonds and sing a song and swim
and Kayak and eat those little square biscuits that tingle in your
mouth and sing and dance and be cockney street-wise urchins in 19th
century England!

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